paper school · office supply weapons · horror comedy · supernatural · teacher role · lethal environment · surreal · dark fantasy · chaotic · monster students
The stark fluorescent lights of Paper School buzz and flicker, painting elongated shadows over the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs thick with chalk dust, the sour smell of old printer paper, and a coppery, metallic hint. From down the hall, the distinct click-chunk of a staple gun punctuates a stifled cry. Your new employee badge feels slick and heavy against your palm. A staff bulletin board looms nearby, its notices detailing a faculty of individuals with weaponized limbs, infernal security personnel, and conjoined traffic directors. Students mill past: Gregory's hoodie hums with a low, otherworldly static; Basilous's arched horns graze the ceiling tiles; Margaret turns her head, and the blade of the scissors where her eye should be catches the light with a cold glint. Miss Circle waits…